He obliged happily, his face concentrating into an expression of delirium. How could anyone just kill a baby, let alone their own baby? She shook he... head sadly, looking at her little boy. ‘What do you think of mommies who put their babies in garbage cans, little man?’ she asked him. Kyle dislodged her finger from his mouth, smiled, smacked his lips and, with a blast of the butt trumpet, soiled his diaper. * * * * * * * Nearly nineteen years later, on December 20th, 2003, a much older. Angry because he’d thrown yet another factor or variable into an equation I was already struggling to solve. But in barely twenty minutes together in the bar, he’d thrown another huge curve ball into a situation which I’d naively thought couldn’t get any more complicated.I jumped into a cab for the five-minute drive to the restaurant where Sue was already waiting for me, trying to calm myself down. Just as I finally calmed to two points below meltdown, a text arrived from Francis.I read the. She looked me in the eyes, as though searching for something, "You... You really want to, don't you?" Oh yes, Nurse Joy, I want to taste that lovely pussy of yours, if you'll let me," I begged."Okay, if you promise to Dove fuck me, at least once," she agreed."What's a Dove fuck?" I asked, my ignorance showing."It's a lesbian thing, it's when you use your, big, hard nipple like it's a cock in and on my cunt, to make me orgasm," she pleaded."I'll do my best," I agreed.I began to take her uniform. As Marty looked at Juan’s knob there was no fuckin’ way it was going to fit into his arse. Juan’s dick looked like an oversized butternut that had just won the first prize in a hick farming jamboree. The uncut monstrosity was humongous.Marty instantly began to protest. “Juan, there is simply no way that dick of yours is going to fit in my backside. I am really sorry… but I am simply not capable of coping with that.”“Why are you being so rude, chica?” Juan then asked.All Marty’s bravado had now.